Sandry Toren walked down the dark and unwelcoming hallways of Valley High School. In one day school would start and her new life would begin.

She took out a folded piece of paper from her purse, unfolded it, and read it for the ten-thousandth time. Her blue eyes reread the tiny font that made up her schedule.



Semester 1 Day 1 and 2 Period 1: Creative Sewing

Semester 2 Day 1 and 2 Period 1: AP European Studies

Semester 1 Day 1 and 2 Period 2: AP Calculus AB & BC

Semester 2 Day 1 and 2 Period 2: Analytic Geometry B & C

Semester 1 Day 1 and 2 Period 3: Government

Semester 2 Day 1 and 2 Period 3: Theory and Practice in Government

Semester 1 Day 1 and 2 Period 4: Welding and Metals Fabrication

Semester 2 Day 1 and 2 Period 4: AP Physics

~LUNCH~

Semester 1 Day 1 and 2 Period 5: Plant Science

Semester 2 Day 1 and 2 Period 5: Sociology

Semester 1 and 2 Day 1 and 2 Period 6: Latin IV (full year)

Semester 1 and 2 Day 1 and 2 Period 7: Debate IV (full year)

Semester 1 and 2 Day 1 Period 8: Study Hall

Semester 1 and 2 Day 2 Period 8: P.E.



Folding her schedule once again she headed for the door. She already found out where her locker and classes were; there was no reason for her to stay.

As soon as she stepped outside the wind caught her shoulder length, golden-brown hair. Her metallic, silver-black skirt was also flapping in the wind. She was wearing a tight, nonmetallic, black halter top; it was the only thing, besides her body and sandals, that wasn't flapping mindlessly in the hard breeze.

She dug in her purse until she found the keys to her silver VW Beetle; a birthday gift from her uncle. Once sitting in the car she took a deep breath. Taking one last glance at her new school, she drove off.

~~~

Briar Moss rounded the corner in the over crowded hall. Several fellow football players nodded his way as they passed in the hall. Spotting his prey he swooped in for the kill.

"Sup Coppercurls?" He asked.

"Eat shit." Came the cold reply.

"Ooh, testy today."

"I don't even know why I put up with you."

"You know you love me."

"Whatever. How is jock of the year on this first day of school?"

"Jock of the year? That's very original Trina."

"It's Tris." She said while glaring at him, "And if you ever call me by that name again I will beat your sorry ass."

"Fine. Whatever…Tris. Hey what do you make of her?" He said nodding in the direction of a girl several lockers down.

She had silky goldish-brown hair that was piled neatly on her head. She had on baggy pants that were strangely fancy looking. She was wearing a black shirt that had one long sleeve and one sleeve that was long sleeved, but it wasn't attached at the seam on the shoulder so you could see a little bit of her pale flesh.

"She is probably some rich prep whose daddy just moved into a mansion nearby."

"Well I can see you're in a good mood today. I got to go to study hall."

"Since when did you care about getting to class on time."

"What? It is the last class of the first day. I want to get out of this hell hole."

"That mouth will get you into trouble one day."

"Oh. And you think yours wont? Later Coppercurls."

"See you around thief."

Briar grinned as he walked away. Talking with Tris always put him in a good mood. She kept him on his toes and every time they talked he always left feeling like he accomplished something.

He walked into study hall grinning like an idiot and continued to grin as he sat down at a random desk. Then from the corner of his eye he saw a dark figure coming closer. He turned and saw his mystery girl walk towards him. It wasn't a surprise that she was in his study hall. She was in his Plant Science, Latin, and Debate classes as well. He didn't even know her name. His eyes fallowed her, careful never to turn his head. Ironically she sat right in front of him. His nose caught her sent; she smelled like cinnamon.

After twenty minutes she sat upright from her work so fast that Briar thought she hurt herself. She was breathing fast; it was like she sensed something. He felt a little funny too. Before he could think about it, the lights went out. The girl whimpered. Then the ground began to tremble. It was nothing big, but it was violent enough to have some dust and little chunks fall from the ceiling.

When the shaking stopped his study hall teacher fished out a flashlight and checked to see if everyone was ok. He walked over to the girl.

"I think you need to go to the nurse, Sandra." He calmly replied.

All she could do was nod because she was shaking violently.

"You." The teacher said, shining his flashlight at Briar, "Escort her to the nurse's office…now!"



A/N: Didn't I stop at a stupid place? Well, tell me what you think. At least 10 reviews before I continue.